Chapter 1640: God King Recovery

The Blood Weeping Demon Saint was completely frightened, he couldn't even believe that the azure blue divine sword that he was holding on his left hand at this time was actually Xu Yang's hallucination.化.
Of course, the so-called phantom is nothing more than Xu Yang's spiritual power, a substantive concrete representation, but even so, being able to get help in this form will make the blood-crying demon saint flattered for a while, the kind in his heart. The indescribable gratitude suddenly surged.
The Blood Crying Demon Saint secretly vowed in his heart that as long as he can win this battle, then from today onwards, his life will belong to Xu Yang.
In the future, Xu Yang will definitely look forward to his horse. He admires Xu Yang from the bottom of his heart. He can have such a big pattern of inclusiveness. After all, with Xu Yang's strength and status, how can he not do it for a monster under his command? Lower your identity.
Little did Xu Yang do so, but also wanted to give this Blood Weeping Demon Saint an unprecedented transcendence experience through her own means. After all, holding this soul sword with jasper blue light flashing in his hand can also make Blood Weeping Demon Saint an unprecedented experience. Is approaching the most powerful kendo attainments in the world.
Xu Yang also hopes to be able to influence the Blood Crying Demon Saint through his own breath during the battle, and give him a true experience of the peak battle, so as to help him open up his own road of future cultivation as soon as possible.
Originally, he only used one sword, but now the two-handed sword is officially established. After possessing such incomparable basic conditions, the blood weeping demon saint, the vitality flowing in his body is released in a purer blood, and it also allows He looked like a real demon, terrifying and killing intent.
And the appearance of this scene really made the chief elder of the Asura line in front of him, completely dumbfounded, so that even if he did not make a move, when facing the state of the Blood Weeping Demon Saint at this time, he already felt the trembling. The feeling of shaking.
There was no longer a trace of desire for victory in his heart, because the state of the blood crying demon saint was really terrifying, with the blessing of Xu Yang, a spiritual sword. The breath radiating from him can even swallow everything around him, so that the indomitable warlord in front of him has no intention of having any hope of victory in this battle.
He just hoped that he could leave his name in front of such a terrifying opponent.
"Damn, what is the purpose of that strong human being? It's incredible to be able to help you in this way."
At this time, the Blood Crying Demon Saint had already lost all the desire to talk to this guy. The only thing he wanted to do now was to give full play to all his powers in this battle, and to understand Xu Yang with his heart. This kind of positive influence on him is eager to practice his skills again and again from the battle, trying to figure out his own way. /
Sure enough, the next moment the blood crying demon saint's whole body burst into unparalleled, super explosive power, and in an instant, his body speed once again increased to the extreme, refreshing the state of the fastest speed he had ever achieved.
There was only a countless one left in the void, and another afterimage, and it crashed down in front of the chief elder of the Asura line of War King Wuxin.
The two swords combined a blue sword light. A line of sword light and two colors of sword light, a cross light pattern in the void, broke through all the power seal obstacles brought by external space, and directly locked on the body of Zhan Wang Wuxin.
Rumble! Two sword lights were swung at the same time, and after the sword light in the form of a cross seal broke out, the head elder of the Shura line had no heart, and all the surrounding power protection completely shattered.
That kind of feeling is like standing alone in front of a huge tide of thousands of weights, just the burst of the first wave is enough to make him broken.
That kind of mountain-like pressure has exceeded the limit of strength that Zhan Wang Wuxin can resist. His heart has begun to collapse, but he still gritted his teeth, has not completely given up, and is still stubbornly persevering.
Because he knew very well that he was carrying the dignity of the Shura line on his shoulders. If he were defeated by the Blood Weeping Demon Saint so easily, all the glory that belonged to him would come to an abrupt end after today's battle.
The name of his unintentional war king will also be reduced to a laughing stock in the inheritance of the whole human spirit. He will not allow all the glory and achievements he has accumulated in this life to be destroyed in this battle.
Therefore, the next opportunity for Wuxin Warlord to resist is running out. He must grasp every minute and every second to find an opportunity to immediately counterattack, thereby fundamentally turning the situation around.
"Do you think you can do whatever you want with two swords?"
"Sura Shinto God King recovers."
As soon as the words fell, an extremely huge god's light descended from above the void, and surrounded by this god's light, a huge totem of an ancient image slowly emerged.
However, what made Xu Yang dream of was that the totem of this so-called idol summoned by this Asura sacred method actually looked like the friend who used to fight alongside him hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Speaking of the so-called hero with the image of the king, he was once a disciple of Xu Yang when he first founded the school hundreds of thousands of years ago, but later this disciple was because of Xuyang Xuantian Sword Sect. The lintel left the sect, created a new line, and then went all the way to the peak of the mainland practice world.
But at that time Xu Yang had already ascended to a god, broke the ceiling of the main continent's cultivation order hundreds of thousands of years ago, and left the main continent plane.
And after Xu Yang's level of flying immortals outside the sky, the strongest among the remaining cultivators on the main continent is the so-called king totem, the existence of this person.
Unexpectedly, hundreds of thousands of years later, the handed down exercises he left behind have evolved into the exercises of the Shura line in the Kunlun Divine Dao today.
I have to say that it is really causal reincarnation, the impermanence of heaven.
"Hahaha, I really can’t imagine that after hundreds of thousands of years, you will meet your former old friends in this way. Unfortunately, you have long been hidden in the long river of history, and now your descendants still have The chance to fight against my people, if this is the case, then I personally suppressed your younger generations, which can be considered as convincing for you to lose."
This time Xu Yang's voice came out directly from the blue sword light on the left hand wall of the Blood Crying Demon Saint. At the same moment, the so-called Totem of God, who was summoned by this guy at the same moment, seemed to have heard Xu Yang's voice, sending out an extremely restless soul fluctuation.
Of course, what was sealed in this totem was no longer the soul of the person back then, but his thoughts that he integrated into his inheritance and passed on to future generations. He could not really communicate with Xu Yang, but he could clearly feel this. It was the voice of the god-like existence in my heart.
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